| Ghost in the moonlight
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| Throw your veil upon these grounds
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| Cold! |
| The night is star-bright
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| Pale is all beauty of your gown
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| Dark, frame a fire!
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| Mystery of a blood red rose
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| Dark! |
| Shine sapphire!
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| You won’t leave me on my own
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| Raised my head above the haze
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| I woke up to a world
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| I feel almost humanized
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| Tender loving all around
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| Apparently profound
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| Through self-deceitful eyes
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| Now what am I supposed to be
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| For sure it can’t be me
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| In orderly array
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| My, it’s feeling so unreal
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| How daunting to be free
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| In the light of day
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| Lost in this world — with no place to go
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| Awaiting the night to yell a prayer up to the starlight
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| Veiling boon: Ghost in the moon
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| Grant me admission tonight
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| Into your tenebrous wicked star-bright golden gloom:
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| Ghost in the moon
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| Whispers sounding from the brake
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| Sinister eyes along the way
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| A phantom rushing through the night
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| Make haste, run from the dawn
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| Back across the Rubicon
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| To the shelter from the light
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| Before the sun is gonna rise
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| To reflect it in their eyes
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| A sight no one’s gonna stand
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| Oh your blood is gonna freeze
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| Different blood: a different breed
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| No one’s gonna comprehend
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| They teach you love, they make you belong…
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| Suck you in to spit you out, the rage is on…
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| Awaiting the night to yell a prayer up to the starlight
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| Veiling boon — Ghost in the moon
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| Grant me admission tonight
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| Into your tenebrous wicked star-bright golden gloom:
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| Ghost in the moon
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| Like a rushing thunder
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| You’re a shade in the swampland
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| And a Trojan horse they’d rowel into your dreams
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| They chase you into dawn
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| To a silken bed of quicksand
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| Rush, so you can breathe, they’ll give you up
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| You’re in my world past remedy
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| Asking, wondering, look at me: waiting… prompting…
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| I may be drawn to something
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| That I can’t phrase for you
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| Even though it’s true
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| I won’t be what they long to see in me
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| No matter how desperately they reach out for me
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| A sedating hand
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| They don’t understand, I don’t comprehend
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| I can’t take no more of their shallow light
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| Burning me inside
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| Then I am better off a scorn in the night
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| I am rumour, I am nightmare
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| That I’m bound to dream myself
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| Half human — and it’s frightening —
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| To just guess the other half
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| I’m a misfit on a journey and I’m afraid my destiny
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| Has been sealed right from the outset:
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| To immure the real me
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| I’ll wane in this world
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| Just me and the glow of the moon — yeah wow
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| For the chill of the night is gonna summon a fire
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| A strange world on the brink, or a maniacal dream?
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| Dead matter alive — heart, soul and desire
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| Rise from the smoke and the fire —
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| From maniacal dreams
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| Crucible-born and unseen —
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| Megalo-maniacal dream
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| Megalo-maniacal dream
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| To chase the…
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| Ghost in the moonglow
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| Throw your gown upon the light
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| Ghost in the moonglow
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| Whisper from the starlit skies
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| Dark — frame a fire
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| Mystery of a blood red rose
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| Moon — spark a fire
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| You won’t leave me on my own |